Kayla shivered in the cool mountain air as she stared out into the darkness. Behind her she could hear her friends laughing quietly as the three couples snuggled around the warm campfire. She didn't begrudge them their happiness but it was times like these that brought home her loneliness. The campfire lent an orange glow to the trees behind her and sent flickers of light beaming through the night. Kayla leaned forward wrapping her cold arms around her bent knees and gazed up into the star speckled sky. The noise behind her slowly quieted as the various pairs gathered themselves and headed off to their respective tents. Eventually it was only Kayla and the forest sounds around her. Then a soft moan drifted towards her from the campground and Kayla smiled bitter sweetly as she heard it. Another shiver wracked her frame but she had no desire to return to camp and interrupt someone's lovemaking. Slowly she drifted into a half trance, staring out at the moon and stars, listening to the quiet woodland noises around her. Suddenly as another shiver shook her body she felt something extraordinarily soft and warm drift down onto her shoulders as someone sat down next to her. It should have shocked her into wakefulness but it didn't. Somehow it just seemed right to have the large man gracefully sit down next to her on the grass after laying his velvety green cloak across her shoulders. His oddly golden skin and brilliant green eyes didn't seem out of place here in the forest. Instead he seemed almost a part of it, breathing gently with the wind, as it swept past stirring Kayla's hair. She smiled at him and admired the muscles of his arms and chest. He wore nothing but the tight black pants that hugged his legs and hips.
"Aren't you cold?" Kayla inquired dreamily as she stared hungrily at his body. The stranger just smiled at her and shook his head, his black hair skimming across his neck and shoulders.
"Why aren't you back with the others?" The man asked, his deep voice soft and caressing. Kayla felt it slide over her with a lovers touch.
"No point, they've all got their own company. I'd just be in the way."
"In the way? Somehow I doubt that."
Kayla just shrugged, not feeling up to detailing her 'love life' to this man and turned her gaze back out into the dark. They sat there in companionable silence for a while. Then Kayla tilted her head sideways and gazed at the man next to her, admiring the way the moonlight gilded him in silver. "Are you sure you aren't cold? I think there's enough room in this cloak for two." She offered.
"Is that an invitation?"
Feeling detached and adventurous Kayla shrugged, "Why not?"
The man smiled seductively and instead of coming closer to her he reached a long arm out and guided her between his legs, her back resting against his bare chest and the cloak now settled around his shoulders. Rather than the immediate groping that Kayla expected the man settled her against him and wrapped his arms around her, shielding her from the light breeze and allowing her to relax into his warmth. She sighed in comfort and allowed her hands to drift slowly up and down his thighs. For a while she was content with the position then, feeling that things were progressing too slowly, she tried to turn in his lap. Her lover-to-be's arms tightened around her enough to prevent her movement but without hurting her in any way.
"Shhhh...." His breath whispered in her ear, "Calmly. There's no hurry tonight."
His lips began brushing against her neck just behind her ear and slowly drifted down the left side of her neck to her shoulder. Kayla could have cursed the t-shirt she wore if she'd had the thought to spare from the feelings his lips were creating within her.
Suddenly he rose to his feet, pulling Kayla with him. As he rose his fingers hooked the lower hem of her shirt and he pulled it up over her head. He dropped her shirt next to the cloak, which had spread over the ground when he stood. The man quickly dealt with her bra and dropped it with her shirt. His warm hands dropped to her shoulders and slid slowly down her arms as his lips traced a path down the other side of her neck. Kayla tilted her head to the side to give him better access and shivered again, this time not due to the cold she could no longer feel. Kayla felt him lick her neck and shoulder as his right hand slid around her waist and up to her breasts. His left hand also came around her front but instead of heading up it went down across the front of her jeans and settling itself at the juncture of her thighs. Kayla's head fell back against his shoulder as three of his fingers thrust themselves between her thighs and began to rhythmically pulse against her. His right hand found her breast and scooped its fullness into his hand, his thumb brushing gently across the already swollen tip.